The craft of painted metal trays originated in mid-18th century V. in the Urals, where the Demidov metallurgical plants were located (Nizhny Tagil, Nevyansk, Verkh-Neyvinsk), and only in the first half of the 19th century did trays begin to be made in the villages of the Moscow province - Zhostovo, Troitsky, Novoseltsev, etc. Soon the Moscow craft became the leading one.
Tray Zhostovo “Rowan”
Currently, the production of trays with lacquer painting is concentrated in the village of Zhostovo, Moscow region and in Nizhny Tagil.
A thin sheet of iron is pressed, and the edges of the tray are rolled to give additional rigidity. The front surface of the tray is covered with primer and putty, and then sanded and varnished, usually in the traditional black color.
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The coating is done three times, after which the colored surface of the tray acquires a characteristic shine. The trays are dried in special ovens. Then the products are painted with oil paints.
Zhostovo tray “Flowers”
Zhostovo tray (Zhostovo) “Rowan”
Zhostovo tray (Zhostovo) “Fruit with a bird”
Zhostovo tray (Zhostovo) “Fruit”
Zhostovo tray “Blackberries”
Zhostovo tray “Water lilies”
Zhostovo tray “Poppies”
Zhostovo tray “Fruits” (Zhostovo)
Zhostovo tray “Flowers”
Zhostovo tray “Flowers”
Zhostovo tray “Flowers”
Zhostovo tray “Flowers”
Zhostovo tray “Flowers”
Zhostovo tray “Flowers” (Zhostovo)
Great ones about poetry:
Poetry is like painting: some works will captivate you more if you look at them closely, and others if you move further away.
Small cutesy poems irritate the nerves more than the creaking of unoiled wheels.
The most valuable thing in life and in poetry is what has gone wrong.
Marina Tsvetaeva
Of all the arts, poetry is the most susceptible to the temptation to replace its own peculiar beauty with stolen splendors.
Humboldt V.
Poems are successful if they are created with spiritual clarity.
The writing of poetry is closer to worship than is usually believed.
If only you knew from what rubbish poems grow without knowing shame... Like a dandelion on a fence, like burdocks and quinoa.
A. A. Akhmatova
Poetry is not only in verses: it is poured out everywhere, it is all around us. Look at these trees, at this sky - beauty and life emanate from everywhere, and where there is beauty and life, there is poetry.
I. S. Turgenev
For many people, writing poetry is a growing pain of the mind.
G. Lichtenberg
A beautiful verse is like a bow drawn through the sonorous fibers of our being. The poet makes our thoughts sing within us, not our own. By telling us about the woman he loves, he delightfully awakens in our souls our love and our sorrow. He's a magician. By understanding him, we become poets like him.
Where graceful poetry flows, there is no room for vanity.
Murasaki Shikibu
I turn to Russian versification. I think that over time we will turn to blank verse. There are too few rhymes in the Russian language. One calls the other. The flame inevitably drags the stone behind it. It is through feeling that art certainly emerges. Who is not tired of love and blood, difficult and wonderful, faithful and hypocritical, and so on.
Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin
-...Are your poems good, tell me yourself?
- Monstrous! – Ivan suddenly said boldly and frankly.
– Don’t write anymore! – the newcomer asked pleadingly.
- I promise and swear! - Ivan said solemnly...
Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov. "The Master and Margarita"
We all write poetry; poets differ from others only in that they write in their words.
John Fowles. "The French Lieutenant's Mistress"
Every poem is a veil stretched over the edges of a few words. These words shine like stars, and because of them the poem exists.
Alexander Alexandrovich Blok
Ancient poets, unlike modern ones, rarely wrote more than a dozen poems during their long lives. This is understandable: they were all excellent magicians and did not like to waste themselves on trifles. Therefore, behind each poetic work of those times, a whole Universe was certainly hidden, filled with miracles - often dangerous for those who carelessly awaken the dozing lines.
Max Fry. "Chatty Dead"
I gave one of my clumsy hippopotamuses this heavenly tail:...
Mayakovsky! Your poems do not warm, do not excite, do not infect!
- My poems are not a stove, not a sea, and not a plague!
Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky
Poems are our inner music, clothed in words, permeated with thin strings of meanings and dreams, and therefore, drive away the critics. They are just pathetic sippers of poetry. What can a critic say about the depths of your soul? Don't let his vulgar groping hands in there. Let poetry seem to him like an absurd moo, a chaotic pile-up of words. For us, this is a song of freedom from a boring mind, a glorious song sounding on the snow-white slopes of our amazing soul.
Boris Krieger. "A Thousand Lives"
Poems are the thrill of the heart, the excitement of the soul and tears. And tears are nothing more than pure poetry, who rejected the word.
In order to properly prepare for the most important holiday of the year, every child must learn at least one New Year's poem. “Letidor” has collected the most beautiful and magical texts that will please the most fastidious Grandfather Frost.
New Year's poems for the little ones (3 - 4 years old)
Invite the kids to learn a simple, short and understandable poem. For the first experience, it is important not to overdo it with the size of the verse. Choose a small one – 4 – 8 lines. Carefully read the poem out loud, check whether all the words are clear to the child. Now you can get started!
Sledge (S. Ostrovsky)
The sled slides down on its own,
But they have one whim.
So that the sleigh races down the hill,
We drag them up ourselves.
Snow (excerpt of a poem, A. Barto)
Snow, snow is spinning,
The whole street is white!
We gathered in a circle,
They spun like a snowball.
New Year, New Year,
He will come very soon.
Let's decorate the Christmas tree
My brother and I are together
Let's dance together
And we'll sing a song.
The girls stood in a circle (A. Barto)
The girls stood in a circle,
They stood up and fell silent.
Santa Claus lit the lights
On a tall tree.
There's a star above
Beads in two rows.
Let the Christmas tree not go out.
May it always burn.
Oh, so good
Good Santa Claus!
Christmas tree for our holiday
Brought it from the forest.
The lights are sparkling
Red, blue,
It's good for us, Christmas tree,
Have fun with you!
For older children, you can choose longer poems. It is still important to avoid difficult words, abstract images and concepts that a child does not encounter in life. And one more condition for quick memorization- the baby should like it.
About the New Year (O. Privalenko)
I've been waiting for the New Year for a long time,
Snowflakes blew through the window
A growing Christmas tree in the yard
Snow sprinkled the needles.
If Santa Claus knocks,
The Christmas tree's nose won't freeze.
Tricky sled (I. Bursov)
My sled goes on its own
Without a motor, without a horse,
Every now and then my sled
They run away from me.
I won't have time to sit on horseback,
Sleigh - start and run...
My sled goes on its own
Without a motor, without a horse.
And under the hill is my sled
They are waiting for me behind the snowdrift.
Naughty, they are bored
Climb up alone.
First snow (A. Golyakin)
The first snow fell in the morning
White and cold
So he will come to us soon
New Year's holiday.
Lights on our Christmas tree
They will sparkle brightly!
AND cheerful grandfather Freezing
Will bring gifts.
On New Year's Eve (S. Mikhalkov)
They say: on New Year's Eve
Whatever you want -
Everything will always happen
Everything always comes true.
Even guys can
All wishes come true
It is only necessary, they say,
Make an effort.
Don't be lazy, don't yawn
For your torment.
** New Year is coming (Z. Orlova)**
Soon, soon New Year!
He's in a hurry, he's coming!
Knock on our doors:
Children, hello, I'm coming to you!
We are celebrating the holiday
Decorating the Christmas tree
Hanging toys
Balloons, crackers...
Soon Santa Claus will come,
He will bring us gifts -
Apples, candy...
Santa Claus, where are you?!
First and second graders are able to remember long texts. True, you should not leave this task to the child. Your support and control are still important to him, especially in such a responsible matter!
Song about the Christmas tree (S. Marshak)
What grows on the Christmas tree?
Cones and needles.
Multi-colored balls
They don't grow on the Christmas tree.
They don't grow on the Christmas tree
Gingerbread cookies and flags,
Nuts don't grow
In gold paper.
These flags and balloons
Grew up today
For Russian children
On New Year's holiday.
In the cities of my country,
In villages and towns
So many lights have grown
On merry Christmas trees!
December (S. Marshak)
In December, in December
All trees are in silver.
Our river, like in a fairy tale,
The frost paved the way overnight,
Updated skates, sleds,
I brought a Christmas tree from the forest.
The tree cried at first
From home warmth.
In the morning I stopped crying,
She breathed and came to life.
Its needles tremble a little,
The lights lit up on the branches.
Like a ladder, like a Christmas tree
The lights shoot up.
Firecrackers sparkle with gold.
I lit a star with silver
Having reached the top of the head
The bravest light.
A year has passed like yesterday.
Above Moscow at this hour
The clock of the Kremlin tower is striking
Fireworks - twelve times.
New Year's round dance (Yu. Lednev)
Round dance, round dance...
Little people are dancing.
Dance by our Christmas tree
We are ready all year long!
Beauty, beauty...
Our Christmas tree is thick.
You can't reach the top of your head.
That's how tall it is!
Under the bush, under the bush
Someone with a red tail
This is a cunning fox
There is a fox's house under the bush.
It's snowing, it's snowing...
Hello, hello,
New Year!
How cheerful we are
Round dance near the Christmas tree!
Round dance, round dance...
Little people are dancing.
Dance by our Christmas tree
We are ready all year long!
On New Year's Eve (S. Mikhalkov)
They say: on New Year's Eve
Whatever you want -
Everything will always happen
Everything always comes true.
Even guys can
All wishes come true
It is only necessary, they say,
Make an effort.
Don't be lazy, don't yawn,
For your torment.
They say: on New Year's Eve
Whatever you want -
Everything will always happen
Everything always comes true.
How can we not make a wish?
A modest wish -
Execute "excellently"
School assignments.
So that the students
Began to study
To get a deuce in the diaries
I couldn't get through!
In the section on the question What verse can be learned for the New Year with a 4-year-old child. given by the author Olyashka the best answer is E. Ilyina Our Christmas tree
Our Christmas tree
tall,
Enough
To the ceiling
And on it
Toys hanging -
From the stand
Up to the top of your head.
A. Barto SNOW
Snow, snow is spinning,
The whole street is white!
We gathered in a circle,
They spun like a snowball.
A. Barto
The girls stood in a circle,
They stood up and fell silent.
Santa Claus lit the lights
On a tall tree.
There's a star above
Beads in two rows.
Let the Christmas tree not go out.
Let it always burn!
Source: It couldn't be simpler
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The cat made himself a pie.
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The pie flowed away like a stream.
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the snow is spinning
the whole street is white
we gathered in a circle
Spun like a snowball)
we will decorate the Christmas tree
bright star
we will braid the Christmas tree
golden thread
Reply from LudMila NN[guru]
“Hello Grandfather Frost, cotton wool beard, did you bring me gifts, mustachioed grandfather?”
there is no need to make it more difficult... if a child recites a poem in front of Santa Claus... it may happen that the child is embarrassed or afraid to tell it... we also need to explain to him that Santa Claus is very kind, loves children and gives gifts =)
Reply from Changeable[guru]
Porridge is nothing, on the contrary, learn more poetry and more often.
site with poems
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“To our Christmas tree, oh-oh-oh, Santa Claus came alive. What a wonderful beard! And there’s a star on the hat, There are two specks on the nose, And daddy’s eyes.” With a hint it will definitely work.
Educator: Vera Nikolaevna Chupina.
MDOU No. 8 "Eaglet"
Group "Gnomes"
Speech development. Reading fiction.
Subject: Reading the poem “Snow” by A. Barto
Tasks: continue to develop children’s ability to perceive the text of a poem by ear and memorize individual words and phrases. To consolidate knowledge of the season - winter. Develop auditory memory, attention, thinking. Activate children's speech with verbs and nouns. Cultivate a desire to recite a poem, an interest in works of art.
Dictionary activation: snow is spinning, spinning, winter, snowflakes.
Equipment: illustrations about winter and winter fun, snowflakes, cotton wool.
Methods and techniques: verbal, visual, practical, playful.
Source: compiled by the teacher.
Progress of the lesson:
concentration. “Loud - quietly” (I drop the rattles, when the children come up, I drop them again and talk about the noise created when they fall - loudly, collect them. Then I suggest listening to the snowflakes fall - we don’t hear them - they fall quietly (dropped paper snowflakes)
Surprise moment
Educator: A snowflake has arrived. Guys, she wants to know from you what time of year it is.
Children: Winter!
Educator: Why?
Children: Because it’s snowing.
Educator: What kind of snow?
Children: White!
Educator: And also?
Children: Cold.
Educator: Where is the snow?
Children: On the ground.
Educator: And also?
Children: On trees, houses, benches, tables. All the paths were covered with snow.
Main part
Educator: Look, we have a lot of snow in the pictures (look at the illustrations about winter).
What is shown here? Children's answers. They answer the teacher’s questions using sentences of 2-3 words in their speech.
(Snow, trees, children, what they do - ride, what - slide, sled, ski, etc.).
And where does the snow fall from?
Children: From the sky.
Educator: where is the sky?
Children: High!
Educator: And the ground is low!
Educator: Snow is falling and swirling in the air. Remember, you and I caught snowflakes on the street, they fell on our mittens. And we blew them away. Do you want to blow on snowflakes?
Children: yes
Development exercise speech breathing"Snowflakes" (Hand out cotton wool to children - an exercise for the development of speech breathing, children blow 2-3 times).
Educator: That's how many snowflakes fell.
Educatorreads Agnia Barto's poem "Snow".
Snow, snow is spinning
The whole street is white,
We stood together in a circle,
Spun like a snowball.
Educator: And now the children will be snowflakes.
Repeat with the children (a snowball fell, the children sat down).
Questions about the poem:
Educator: What does snow do? (Spins - children answer in chorus and individually).
Educator: Which street?
Children: White.
Educator: why?
Children: The snow covered the entire street.
Educator: Where are the children going?
Children: join the circle!
Educator: What are the children doing?
Children: They started spinning.
Educator: Correct. Spun like a snowball
Shall we play again?
The teacher reads the poem again. Children help at will and coax words. Well done!
Physical education session "Snowflakes" (running, imitating the flight of snowflakes)
Finger game"Winter Walk"
One, two, three, four, five (Bend your fingers one at a time)
We came to the yard for a walk. (“Walk” along the table with your index and middle fingers)
We sculpted a snow woman (we “sculpt” a lump with two palms)
The birds were fed crumbs, (Crumbling movements with all fingers)
Then we rode down the hill, (We drive index finger right hand on the palm of the left hand)
And they were also lying in the snow. (Put your palms on the table, first one side, then the other)
Repeat movements and text (endings of phrases) together with the teacher
Psycho-gymnastics for relaxation “Snowflakes”.
Lesson summary Final part:
Educator: What did we do in class today? (guessed riddles, read a poem, etc.) Let’s repeat Agnia Barto’s poem “Snow.”
What is this poem about? (about winter, about the first snow, etc.)
What's it called? (snow)
Who wrote the poem "snow"? (Barto)
Did you like this poem? (Yes)
